It was you.

Part III

Stevie couldn't help herself when she pressed her body against his as a response, burying her face in the crook of his neck and taking in the unmistakable scent of his cologne. She desperately needed to feel him again, it had been almost three years since she slept with him. And she had not let another man touch her either. It wasn't as if she had no chance to get a man into her bed – no, not at all - but she just couldn't bring herself to do just that. She somehow felt, as if she violated her own body by letting someone else be intimate with her. Stevie knew it sounded silly and her younger self would have laughed at her, but the thought itself of being with someone else made her feel dirty. Perhaps, it was because she had been with so many men in her life already, that she knew that nobody else was able to make her feel the way Lindsey could. Especially in her older age, she didn't look for a physical release only anymore, it was the deep, emotional connection she needed so desperately now; and no one but Lindsey had ever been able to give her that.

"I missed you so much..", Stevie breathed against his skin, hands clasped behind his neck to pull him as close as possible, "God, you can't imagine how much I missed you, Lindsey."

"Oh believe me, I do.", Lindsey answered, one hand tangled in her long hair, the other on her lower back, pushing her body into his, "Stephanie, please, I-I need to kiss you, now.."

Stevie backed off some at his request, "I can't believe you're kind of asking me that.", she chuckled.

"Why not?"

"I think in over fifty years you've never asked me that", she laughed, "You just did it whenever you felt like it - but it's cute! I-I kinda like it.."

Lindsey still looked peculiarly unsure what she meant.

"God, Lindsey, don't look at me like that!", she laughed and took his face into her hands, "I sure hope you kiss me, now. It's been way too long."

Lindsey smiled, deeply looking into those chocolate brown eyes, examining all her facial features that had haunted him all his life, wanting to really engrave this very moment into his soul forever.

"I love you, Stephanie..", he muttered before his lips touched hers in the most gentle and beautiful way she's ever felt.

Every woman has that one man she'll never lose feelings for. And every man has that one woman that will always be the greatest love of his life. Everyone he meets after her will be compared to her in his mind. She will always hold his heart in the palm of her hand, even when she doesn't even know it's there. No other woman will ever stack up to that one special woman that touched his soul and rocked his world to its very core. For Lindsey, that special woman was Stevie. She was the one.

And as almost simultaneously both of them parted their lips to brush tongues, they finally became aware of that very fact. From gentle and soft pecks, the kiss quickly grew desperate and longing. Lindsey pushed Stevie's body closer to his, the need to feel more of her overwhelming him. His hands wandered all over her back, then to her front, brushing her breasts through the silky material of her bathrobe and feeling her nipples peaking in sexual excitement. He just couldn't resist untying her robe, letting it fall open to expose her naked skin to his eager eyes. Stevie's lips escaped a low moan when his fingers touched her breasts so very softly it almost tickled, shivers running down her spine. In response, she let her own hands travel, pulling his jacket from his shoulders that fell onto the floor, then touching him underneath his shirt, her nails softly scraping his warm, soft skin. Soon that wasn't enough anymore either, and so she pulled his shirt over his head to press his naked skin against her own.

Lindsey groaned from the back of his throat, his own arousal now prominent in his denim jeans as he ground his lower half into hers, "Steph..", he mumbled, his mouth travelling from Stevie's lips across her cheek down to her neck, "God, Steph..."

"Yeah?", Stevie moaned back, her fingers in his curls, softly tugging at them.

"I love you. I love you so much..", Lindsey said over and over again while placing kisses all over her neck, his hands exploring her nakedness, gently stroking from her round breasts down her stomach to grab her hips at last. Stevie threw one leg around his hip, showing him how much she wanted him as well, and so he picked her up to carry her a few steps back to the couch.

"No. Not here.", Stevie whispered as Lindsey was just about to slip off his shoes, "I want this to be perfect."

He nodded and took her hand, following her up the stairs.

When they reached her door and he stood inside her most private room for the first time in this house and in three years altogether, seeing her huge king-size bed, a dozen lit candles and smelling her usual scent in the air, an incredible feeling of intimacy overwhelmed him, and all of a sudden he was very aware how this time this wasn't going to be just sex.

When Stevie saw Lindsey stopping in his tracks in the corner of her eye, she turned around and looked at him, "Are you okay?", her voice sounded quite worried, as if she wasn't sure he still wanted this.

"Of-of course.", Lindsey said and gave her a smile, "It's just.. This all becomes so real right now. I've wanted this with you for so long and.. well, here we are now. I'm quite dumbfounded, to be honest..", he wiped his mouth nervously.

She smiled sadly, "I know.. I'm quite stunned myself. I sure as hell didn't expect this to happen tonight."

Stevie made a few steps towards him until she stood right in front of him, making him look into her eyes and taking his hands into hers, "I know you're scared, Linds. And that's okay, so am I. But I promise you from the bottom of my heart, this time we're going to last. I was never able to promise you that before but I do now. I'm in love with you – yes, still, after all these years and.. well, I'm not going anywhere."

Lindsey's eyes brimmed with tears by her words when he took her into his arms and gave her the most passionate kiss, their tongues dancing in an erotic manner between their lips, hands feeling each other up so longingily.

"I need you..", he whispered between kisses and walked her a few steps back until the back of her knees met the edge of her bed, "I can't wait any longer."

"Then don't make me.", Stevie said breathlessly and pulled him down with her onto the bed.